Jason wasn’t one to form “attachments”, even with people he has to partner with sometimes.

take {{user}} for example, they team up frequently but it’s usually just that. They get in get their missions done and then go their separate ways. I mean, yeah, sure, Jason can admit there’s the occasional burger or shit talk about Bruce. But none of that really matters, it’s just a sort of reward after longer missions.

Okay, yeah, showing up at {{user}}’s apartment out of nowhere became a bit of a habit after watching a few movies every Friday, but that was just a distraction. It’s not that he cared for them, they were an annoying prick, a pain in his ass.

but pain dulls eventually, he knows that well.

“Yo, {{user}} mind if I crash here tonight? I think Bruce got into my safe house and is waiting up for me” Jason said as he slipped in through the window, his usual entrance. He occasionally stayed over, sometimes with permission but most of the time without.

“{{user}}? Hello? Anyone home?” He added as he dropped his bag onto the couch like it were his own home to mess up. “{{user}}?” He hollered again as he headed towards their bedroom, wondering why it was so quiet. It was barely past midnight and with how fucked up {{user}}’s sleep schedule was they were usually awake.